Donald's POV It was one of those days that I ventured into the office that was where I heard it.To think that a couple of hours before, I was lounging on my bed contemplating the decision to go to work today. I had called him enough sick days that it was starting to look suspicious but my team was getting close to discovering what David had hidden away and how he was able to get away with the crimes he had committed.Instead of spending all my time holed up in the office, I decided to stop at the cafeteria for lunch which was where I overheard the gossip. For all the time David spent here, he only had one friend he was close to aside from Rose.Surprisingly, it was a female.Rumor has it that they were fighting shortly before he got arrested.Now the lady’s on a personal mission to rub his name in the mud.“I can't believe I ever trusted that asshole!” She spat out angrily, her voice carrying as we shuffled on the line to grab some food. “Do you know it actually crossed my mind to

RoseIt got to the point that I couldn't take the harassment anymore, and I started to retaliate, having grown annoyed at the entire situation.I charged at the cops with intent to attack- even though I was aware that I could not do much damage- but unfortunately, I didn't get far before too heavily muscled arms wrapped around my slender body and hauled me off the ground.Of course, I started to scream. “Hey!! Get your hands off me, let me go!!” I beat at the arms, entering to be placed back on my feet but the man behind me seemed to be like an immovable rock.As he dragged me unwillingly, I heard the front door open and then suddenly I was placed on my feet. I whirled around, ready to lash out at him when I realized I was standing in the hallway, the door to my apartment firmly shut.“What are you doing?!” I panted, my hands folded into fists beside me.The officer faced straight ahead, ignoring me. “You're interrupting an investigation ma'am. Any tampering with evidence is to be de

David's POV “Hey, David what's up?” someone called out from behind me.I spun my chair around to have a good look at him and I realized it was one of Boone's men. “Jackson, what can I do for you?”“Have you seen the news?” He asked, popping out a chewing gum. “No, I haven't. I've been here all day waiting for Ramone to come back…why did something happen?” I tilted my head in confusion. “Yeah, your plan worked perfectly.” He smirked. “I think you should switch on the TV to check it out.”Taking his advice, I reached for the remote, switching the TV on.At first, I didn't see anything worthwhile, and then…“We’re reporting life from Madison Avenue a couple of blocks over where Miss Rose Waters, formerly Rose Green used to live, bringing you exciting and juicy updates. Just when we thought the drama between Miss Waters and her ex-husband, Donald Greene, the CEO of a top-notch marketing company from here in New York was over…we were surprised by another news. Last night, the police we

Rose After I ended the call with Donald who promised to come over and help me as soon as he could, I paced the length of the hallway, waiting for them to conclude their search and let me back into my house.As I walked to and fro, I just kept hoping that they wouldn't find anything or that David wouldn't have the opportunity to plant something in my house while I was watching/ paying attention.It would be the nightmare of a lifetime if he did because there is no way in hell I wanted to explain that away.Several long minutes later, my legs got tired and I sat hopelessly in the middle of the hallway, my back flat to the floor and my eyes fixed on the ceiling.Through the door to the building, I could see a little crowd gathering outside the apartment as people muttered and speculated about what was going on given the police cars parked out front.Groaning, I slapped a hand over my eyes, imagining the kind of rumors that were spreading around about me now.Sincerely, I hoped that ther

RoseI don't know how long I spent in the room they dumped me in but staring at the four, white walls for hours nearly drove me crazy.I did almost everything to distract myself from the impending possibility that my life could take a nosedive.While they were moving me here, I couldn't hear much of what they were saying but I caught snippets of the conversation and I must admit it…things weren't looking well for me.Even though I might be given a state lawyer, the evidence piled up against me was definite.I tried to tell Officer Mark the truth and the detective assigned to my case but they turned a deaf ear to my pleas.I tossed and turned as I tried to sleep, my mind not at ease.Even sleep became a problem..it wasn't until I was about to start screaming at the guard stationed outside my door that the door opened.A stoic-looking man with a scar on his upper lip walked in, giving him this Terminator look.It's obvious that he's a detective…one sent by the police department to ‘work